Len is an elderly-appearing man – disheveled in appearance,
but very personable and polite. I was stunned when I looked at his chart, only
to discover he is actually 4 years younger than me!
He has been a patient at the clinic for the past 2 ½ years;
he first came to have some stitches removed following a visit to the emergency
room. Several months later, he started coming on a regular basis for his
medications to maintain his epilepsy, high blood pressure, and heart disease.
Early this year, he began complaining of leg and hip pain –
his one foot was always cold; we suspected some type of arterial insufficiency
(lack of blood flow to his leg) and ordered tests to determine if this was the
cause.
What we found was possible cancer – he has multiple lesions
on his hip, back, and leg. Today he is having a biopsy to determine the source
and type of cancer.
To state the obvious – he has no insurance. He has seasonal
work at one of the township dumps collecting scrap metal. He lives with his
mother.
I don’t know if having insurance would have expedited the
process of diagnosing his cancer. What I do know is that IF he had insurance,
he would be able to have the testing that he needs to complete the diagnostic
work-up. But, because he is uninsured and our hospital does not have the
equipment, he has been told he cannot have the necessary testing. It will delay the staging of his cancer, and
thus will impact the prognosis.
How can we proclaim ourselves a “Christian Nation” and yet
not take care of the poor among us? How is this right?
As I sit here with Len and Paul’s charts on my desk feeling
so helpless, I wonder at all the people out in the world screaming and yelling
about “Obamacare” and how it is the end of the world as we know it. Yet, these
two men are facing the real end of the world – and still don’t have access to
healthcare (Medicaid expansion doesn’t take effect in Michigan until April 1).
These two men don’t qualify for any of the tax subsidies – their income is
below 100% of the Federal Poverty Guidelines, so there is no way they can
afford insurance.
My phone calls to the Department of Human Services worker
will help. She has a heart of gold, and will do all in her ability to make sure
they qualify for emergency Medicaid. Hopefully, it won’t be too late.